Arizona's pov
I know Michelle is right and I was shocked but happy she made me realise that i was still alive. As soon as I was discharged, she did exactly what she said. She had moved all of my stuff to her apartment and she even got everything i would need, like bars in the bathroom and a seat in the shower. Michelle had thought of everything and for that i am forever grateful to her. Now 6 months after the crash i am still living in her apartment. I wish i could repay her in some way. I think she needs to take some time off now, but she wont listen to me she always goes back to "I'm fine" She can't be fine, she has been spreading herself too thin. If she isn't helping me out, she is at work running the neuro department until Derek can come back. If she isn't doing either of those things she is at Meredith's house helping her and the others get ready for their boards. She is hardly leaving herself enough time to sleep, and when she does i hear her shouting out because of the bad dreams. Some nights, if her dreams are really bad she ends up in the guest room with me. I will hear her scream and call out for Lexie or Mark, then it will go quiet before i get a gentle knock on the door. she will sleepily wander over to the bed and climb in beside me. she will curl into my side and hold onto me so tightly, like she doesn't want to lose me too. I normally give her a gentle kiss on the head and stroke my fingers across her back to help calm her enough to fall back to sleep. I have been back at work for a few weeks and so far it is going great. We had been working on some orphans, that Alex had arranged to bring over from Africa, unsurprisingly Michelle was avoiding all of the cases.
Michelle's pov
I was sitting on a gurney in the tunnels with Meredith, helping her practice for her boards. I have been helping all of the residents but I have definitely been helping Meredith more than the others.
Shell- You've found a 7.5 centimetre triple-A on your 85-year-old patient. Go.
Meredith- Get an angio, assess his pulmonary and cardiac function, and see if he's a candidate for an endovascular repair. Are you okay? you look exhausted.
Shell- I'm fine and nope, the patient is dead, you killed him.
Meredith- what? I didn't kill him. I did a stent graft and now he is living without the threat of a rupture. Are you sure you're fine?
Shell- Yes I am fine.
(Meredith's pager rings)
Meredith- that's Derek. come with me so we can keep this going on the way up. I didn't kill him.
Shell- No you didn't kill him. I was trying to psych you out. I got nothing else on yet, Let's go... A woman with dysuria, incomplete voiding and a palpable suburethal mass...
We made our way through the halls towards the elevators to take us up to my least favourite ward, the peds ward. yay. Had I known Derek paged her there I would have made an excuse not to go. once we were on the ward we soon arrived at the room Meredith was paged to. As we entered we were greeted by Derek holding a baby.
Derek- hey Meredith, this is Zola.
Meredith- okay.
Derek- here hold her for me. (to Michelle)- I would like you to do Zola's procedure.
Shell- why can't you do it?
Derek- because I have told you to do it... Meredith, I think we should try to adopt her. We have been trying for a baby with no success and she needs a family.
Meredith- can we do that?
Derek- yes, we can do this and Michelle will place her shunt and...
Shell- hang on a minute, I don't do peds cases.
